When Spurg came to his senses, he was already standing in an empty hallway.

Somehow, X-16 avoided everyone and took him out of prison, taking the body of the assailant with him...... It didn't even attract anyone's attention along the way.

They left the prison and entered an underground passage, walked a long, long way, and then got on the elevator and got there.

Not far behind him was the elevator door, and there was not a single gap in the cement gray floor beneath his feet, and to the left and right were dark gray walls with warm-colored sconces.

The industrial-style design gives it a solemn, simple and elegant feel, like a palace gallery with a modernist twist.

He had never been to this place.

X-16, who had been following him all along, had vanished, and it was not known whether he would be "invisible" again or leave the place entirely.

Confused, Sperger swallowed and muttered nervously.

"What the hell is this place......

He didn't think anyone would answer, but he didn't expect a pleasant voice to come from behind him.

"Inner City."

The sudden sound startled Sberg, and when he turned around, he found a strange man standing behind him, looking at him and smiling.

"Inner, inner?!"

"That's right," the man nodded, smiling and continuing, "and in the very center of the inner city, the megalithic mansion surrounded by countless tall buildings. ”

“…… Who are you? ”

Spurg looked at the man in front of him.

He wanted to know which nobleman had come to the rescue.

If it weren't for the stealthy master who entered his room in advance, he would undoubtedly have turned into a corpse.

The man did not hide it, and replied in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

"Ibs."

"...... Ebs"

What a familiar name.

Spirger frowned and thought for a long time, his eyes suddenly widened to the point of almost bulging, and the expression of his whole face changed.

"Boulder Military?! You're the one—"

"That's right, the chairman and president of Jushi Military Industry." Appreciating the expression on his face, Ibs said with a smile.

Ibs!

The boss of the Great Stone Military Industry!

The undisputed number two in Boulder City!

Sperger's heart shook and he swallowed unconsciously.

He couldn't have imagined how this big man could be interested in him.

Anyway, how many are these?

"Yes...... Would you like to see me? ”

However, Ibers's answer was unexpected.

"My curiosity about you was over when I first met you, and it was another real big man who wanted to see you."

With that, he walked forward and passed Sperger.

"Come with me."

Looking back at Ebbers's back, Sperger's mind was like a tangled ball of yarn.

It was like sitting on a train heading for the fog, and the train was about to reach its end, but the scenery outside became more and more incomprehensible to him.

What made him even more painful was that he had a lot of things he wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start, and he didn't even know why he was standing here.

In order to solve the mystery of happiness, he swallowed his spit and took a step to follow.

The two of them walked all the way, and soon came to a wide door.

The door opened on its own.

Ibs walked in with him.

Taking a cautious step, Spurg glanced around.

The room was clean, not a speck of dust could be seen on the mirrored floor, and there was not a single ornament or furniture around, it was as cold as a prison cell.

It's just that it's very spacious, and it's quite spacious, far from being comparable to the small closed single room.

The only light in the room was a milky white glow from the center of the ceiling, and there was no other light source.

It was pitch black on all sides, like an abyss with no bottom in sight, and he couldn't see where the boundaries of this room were.

“…… Where is this? ”

Ibs didn't answer, his right hand shook slightly, and as if by magic, he took out a remote control, held it in his hand and pressed it gently.

The light in the center of the room went out instantly, and Spurg felt like he had fallen into darkness.

The darkness didn't last long, though.

The surrounding "walls" are gradually lit up by a faint light, and gradually the picture becomes clearer and clearer, and more and more colors replace the original black and white room.

It wasn't until then that Sberg understood that this was a "panoramic projection room"!

There seems to be something similar in the outer city, where you can watch some movies from the pre-war era, but tickets are usually surprisingly expensive and the average person can't afford them.

The screening room seemed to be more exaggerated than the one in the outer city, after all, he had heard that the one in the outer city only had a curved screen.

And here.

From the walls to the floor, to the top of the two heads, and even the air around them—every inch of space was filled with brighter and brighter particles of light, as if transporting them to another time and space.

Buildings and streets began to pop up.

Then the field of view spreads outward, revealing the outline of a giant wall.

The surging crowds of people also gradually appeared in the streets, their silhouettes becoming clearer and clearer, and the deafening shouts were getting closer.

Sporge suddenly came back to his senses, and it was the outer city of Boulder City that was shown here, on the main road leading from the Great Wall Gate to the inner city!

A series of imaginary people of light and shadow walked towards him.

They were shoulder to shoulder, arms hooked, forming a torrent with no end in sight. Filled with righteous indignation, full of rage, they shouted something in unison, and walked casually but firmly towards the group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons and power armor waiting for them.

They can't seem to see themselves.

Their gaze passed over him, through his chest, like a sharp dagger, to the inner city behind him.

Spurg swallowed, and a ripple of horror suddenly appeared in his dazed pupils.

Of course, it wasn't because of the simple anger that he stood with them all along, and of course he could feel that the anger was not directed at him in the slightest.

Only a true coward would be afraid of the wrath of ordinary people.

What really frightened Spirg was that in the middle of the crowd, he saw himself lying on a white cloth - although the face was blurred with blood, it was undoubtedly his own body!

I......

Already dead?

Spurg touched his face in a daze, trying to retrieve a little bit of reality from this illusory world.

The sound of the tide gradually became clear.

People's faces are getting closer.

He saw familiar faces, he remembered their names, and although most of them couldn't name them, they would say yes as soon as he called out to his co-workers.

At the moment, they roared.

'Shoot! ’

'Cowards! ’

'Look us straight in the eye!' ’

Looking away from the illusory and real picture, Persberg looked at Ebs in horror.

“…… You faked my death? ”

No wonder they don't let themselves say goodbye to their co-workers!

These people faked their own deaths!

But why?

Ebs burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, why would I do that kind of thing? And by 'you', who do you mean? Is it the first time you've met? Or is it the one you've never seen before? Still is...... A black card friend you don't know? ”

Sperger's face was dazed.

Putting away his laughter, Ibs whispered.

"What you see doesn't really happen, it's just a 'possibility', one of the myriad hypotheses deduced by the computer...... Of course, it's almost going to happen, maybe just 1 second. ”

"I'll call it 'Ending A.'"

Pers looked at Ibers blankly.

From the beginning, he couldn't understand what this guy was saying.

"What do you mean?"

Not surprised by his confusion, Ibs continued blithelessly.

"Aren't you a storyteller? Then use your talents. If I hadn't intervened, X-16 hadn't entered your room earlier, and you'd die in prison in a fight with some of the killers, and in a horrible way - it's entirely possible, since the killer wants you to die and doesn't want you to die so quickly, and it's hard for those idiots to find such twisted guys. ”

"Then, when the angry workers see your twisted body, they will take over the prison and lift you aloft in the air, and the workers of the whole settlement will become co-workers...... In fact, you have already occupied a large piece of territory, such as a prison, where the warden will not resist you at all, and will even stand with you silently. ”

Sperger's Adam's apple moved.

"And then?"

He wanted to know what happened after that.

"And then, like it's happened countless times before." Ibs lifted his chin and pressed the button to continue playing.

The images in the room continued to move.

After the crowd crossed the cordon, the commander of the militia regiment gave the order to shoot, the bravest went to the front and died first, those behind began to flee, the hesitant were caught between the dead and the cowardly, and the innocent began to fall.

The crowd was full of dead and wounded, blood stained the streets, and children were crying on the bodies of their parents, only to be taken away as young workers. The cowards were indeed afraid, and they would rather kill one by mistake than let one go. After all, the seeds of hatred are invisible, and it is impossible to stop as soon as the guns go off.

The aristocracy soon outlawed the workers' unions, the gates of the outer and inner cities fell heavily, and a large number of mercenaries were mobilized—or bribed—to form search and arrest squads into the industrial zone to arrest the members of the workers' union. However, the word "worker" is not written on the face, which is much more recognizable than that of a predator who is keen on cannibalism, and has led to many tragic tragedies.

Some of those who confiscated the money also began to spontaneously join the search squads, lynching their former enemies, or simply robbing their finances legally, or simply venting their hopes suppressed by order. Everything that is not normally allowed is tacitly approved by the nobles at this moment, because they are more afraid of the unsightly and untouchable ghosts than a few vicious dogs.

The first to die became the luckiest of all, and they died heroically and honorably, and the cowards who escaped will regret why they didn't choose a happy death.

At that point, being alive is the real hell......

When all is over, the gates of the outer city will open again, new survivors will come in to take the place of the inhabitants of the outer city, the blood-stained streets will have long since been washed, and the gates of the inner city will be reopened as appropriate, and no wasteland will care about the past of a settlement, just as they rarely think about the future.

After twenty or thirty years of silence, everything will return to square one, as if nothing had happened.

After all, most people in the wasteland only live for twenty or thirty years, and only the nobles can probably live longer, but usually not too long.

After watching the follow-up to A's ending, Sperger's lips trembled.

He couldn't accept it, and that's how they ended.

What he couldn't accept even more was that such a thing had been repeated countless times.

No one ever told him it would be like this!

He had to stop them!

Certain...... There must be a better way!

“…… You're lucky that because of my intervention, your co-workers just suspect you're dead. The bleeding was definitely enough to kill, but they didn't see your body. ”

"The warden tried to convince them to calm down, and the murderer who had heard your story before was clamoring for a fight to the death with the nobleman, but your co-workers didn't trust either of them very much, after all, they had their own positions. Right now, your guys are still arguing about whether to press the button to destroy everything and smash this mess completely. ”

Ebs admired the changing expression on his face and spoke suddenly.

"I asked if there is a possibility that the killer was actually sent by the administrators of the Alliance."

"No way!" Spurg replied without hesitation, his eyes unequivocally determined, like a burning torch.

Without negating his judgment, Ibs continued slowly.

"Well, in our deduction, this probability is not impossible, he only needs to spend a small price to solve the 'trouble' of Boulder City, right? Actually, I also wonder why this possibility exists. ”

"According to my observations, it's not that the man hasn't been clever, but he's not good at it, and his strengths are actually intrigue and duels. It stands to reason that this figure disdains to use assassination as a method, and there should be something we don't understand that interferes with our 'probability'. ”

Sperger stared at him and said earnestly.

"Machines are not omnipotent, maybe you count the probability of the machine breaking."

Occasionally, the assembly line gets stuck.

Even if no one deliberately destroys it, the machine will break down on its own every now and then.

Ibs smiled suddenly.

You're right, of course, that possibility exists. And in fact, there is another possibility, it was not that Chu Guang who made the shot, but someone else. After all, Boulder City is not the only survivor colony in the wasteland, and if I don't brag about it, there are still many people who covet the treasures in our hands. ”

Corps, Enterprise, Academy...... Even the Great Rift Valley itself.

All the former members of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee kept an ancient oath not because they had a very high moral standard, but because there was something that endorsed the oath and made it a real contract.

Of course, after all these years, it's hard to say how much of the deterrent power of that thing is, and maybe the old rulers are just too lazy to take care of their cockroaches begging for a living in the wasteland, and they don't think that these "order" picked up from the dustbin of history can do a great job...... But that's another story.

……

"We've deduced thousands of possibilities, not just the A ending you see, but this ...... Let's call it the B ending. Ibs pressed the remote control, and the two of them stood at the door of the beer hall.

Time seems to go back to the beginning of the month, when Sperger was first caught.

Spurg watched as Alec and Kent walked towards the door of the tavern with the guards, and a fierce clash broke out almost as soon as the two sides made contact.

They are like burning powder kegs, everyone is

Two hundred men rushed at the guards of a dozen or so menacingly.

Kent was killed instantly, Alec fled without saying a word, and Phyllis fired...... And Spurg himself seems to have been unlucky again, and his brain was blown open by a bullet.

However, the casualties were kept to a limited extent.

The gunfire in the beer hall was only a few streets away, and the workers were saddened by the death of a few brave lads who had died that day, and even Vija faked a few tears, but that was all.

People died every day in the city, and their deaths were no different from the others, and then Mr. House said on the radio that they were thugs who killed a loyal boy named Kent, and some people slowly began to think so.

Boulder has managed to survive the superficial crisis, the marauders will eat people for the winter, and it has also eaten some people, but with the knives and forks of civilized people. The death notice was postponed for a while, but instead of defusing it, the bomb was buried deeper and more.

I don't know when the next crisis will come, but it will definitely be more violent than this one, and it will come.

Reckoning will come.

"This time...... Is there any difference? Spurg swallowed.

He couldn't say if it was a "good ending".

Himself died.

The first workers to unite were sacrificed.

But because of their deaths, the vast majority of the people in this city survived...... At least those innocent people don't have to die.

This settlement is not only these rat people who do cheap work, but there are also many well-dressed gentlemen and tender girls in the bustling streets. Most of them had neither black cards, nor had they oppressed anyone, or even suffered the grievances of life, and were just living in a less distorted settlement in the wasteland.

Sperger didn't love the innocents, after all, they never loved themselves. He was willing to die for the manager, because he felt that it was actually good, but the glamorous guys didn't deserve it.

But if he were to kill them, he wouldn't be able to do it. Because human beings are not rational animals in the first place, they are only a minority when they are awake all the time.

"You may not believe it, but in fact, there is only one small difference between this ending B, which is a branch, and the 'ending A that almost becomes a reality' that you just watched."

“…… What disagreement? ”

"Your clever wit, it happens to save yourself."

Looking at the confused Sperger, Ibs smiled slightly and continued in a bard-like tone.

Drunken Pol unbuckled his belt, but instead of humiliating Stephen and his family, he broke his black card and turned around to unite those who had been bullied by Stephen. In 'Possibility' at the B ending, you write a completely different story, you don't mention the workers' union, but instead describe in detail how Stephen's wife and daughter fell into the abyss of 'happiness', and how Stephen was in pain and despair...... Awakening brings Pol not only the power of revenge, but also the adoration of the girls. ”

"Your co-workers actually love to read stories like this."

Spirger blushed, he had indeed conceived it.

After all, it was snowing at the time, but Master Vega fooled them with an IOU, and on the way home he was humiliated by Kent.

He's a coward, but he's not a wooden man, and when he's angry, he needs to vent his emotions.

But he didn't expect that there were only a few old newspapers between Ending A, which killed more than 100,000 people, and Ending B, where only dozens of people died.

"That's it?!"

"That's right, that's it. And...... You've actually written a little bit, haven't you? I just ended up putting away the pen. Our calculus is not a hypothesis, it needs samples to deduce. ”

Looking at the red-faced and stunned Sperger, Ebs smiled and read it softly as if he were reading a poem.

"......'Pol is the Awakened, he has all the strength, of course he can do this, no one can stop him'."

Hearing others read what he wrote, Sberger's roots turned red, which was of course different from the feeling he had when he read it himself.

He coughed violently, interrupting Ebs's repetition.

"Enough! I know! Don't read it anymore! ”

Ibs smiled without malice and continued jokingly.

"It's a pity that my machine can't figure out how you can write specifically, but only describes it in the abstract...... I'm actually curious about the story that didn't make it into a book, so why don't you write it out when you have time? ”

Spurg said with a red face.

"That's enough, it's just a vulgar novel, anyway...... I don't think it has that much of an impact. ”

Seeing the disbelief in his eyes, Ibs whispered.

"That's right, it's just a vulgar novel, it's amazing, isn't it? Although it was only the story of 'Pol the Awakened', for the workers who saw the 'book' for the first time, his words and deeds almost became the guiding ideology of their actions. ”

After all, most of them had a blank slate, and they believed what House said immediately, and they didn't believe it immediately after they found out that House was lying. Simple good and evil are what most people think about every day, and it's like a single-core CPU...... Ah, you may not realize that you have done something great or evil, although this is not your 'credit' alone, but future generations should give you a relatively objective evaluation. ”

"That's enough, I don't care about that kind of thing, anyway, why are you showing me these things...... Whether it's ending A or ending B, it didn't actually happen, did it? Spurg stared at the madman-like guy in front of him and said nervously, "Aren't you going to show me someone?" Let him come quickly, and when I am done with him, I will go back to see my friends, who must be in a hurry. ”

He was suddenly a little scared of the guy in front of him.

Is this guy really human?

Or is he the same X-16 as something, just something that looks like a human, otherwise how could he still laugh at this juncture?

Spurg didn't know what the "uncanny valley effect" was, but he could feel the real sense of dissonance, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Ibs looked at the nervous Sperger and smiled, and said happily.

"Well, of course, the big guy is coming. But he's always late, and he's been in the habit for a long time, so don't expect him to be punctual all of a sudden. ”

After a pause, he continued.

"As for why he brought you here, that's what he meant, and you may not be able to understand that feeling...... In short, after watching so many repetitive movies, he was almost a little annoyed. ”

And, this time is different.

According to the calculations, after entering "Ending A", the gate of the outer city will not be opened again after it is closed.

Just as there is a limit to what people can do with their self-healing ability, there is also a threshold for Boulder City's ability to heal itself.

Once that threshold is exceeded, the settlement enters a downward spiral. This situation is usually not spontaneous, but is intervened by an unconventional external force.

It stands to reason that the Lord should not interfere, and Boulder City also has its historical mission, and completing its historical mission is actually a glorious thing.

All things go from life to death, and from death to life, this is the normal state of nature. There is no escaping the fate of rise and fall, and if there is an era of prosperity, there must be an era of wasteland.

It's just a matter of time or time.

However, the lord was still too "merciful" after all, so he pressed the pause button a second before the powder keg was about to explode.

Cheap these guys.

A smile tugged at the corners of Ibs's mouth.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he continued.

“…… Ah, anyway, it's game over, you guys lose. I have an important meeting ahead of me, and I can't be here with you. ”

Glancing at his watch, Ibs casually threw the remote control to Spurg, and smiled at the latter who hurriedly caught it.

"Let's play with it, you can see enough before he comes here, maybe there is a good ending hidden in it?"

"Although in those endings, you and your friends are not the protagonists."

This screening room houses a myriad of "future possibilities" calculated by the computer and corresponding to different choices.

And all the things that have happened here in the past years......

These are all valuable "materials".

Looking at the stunned Sperger, Ibers asked in a mocking tone.

“…… By the way, is a coolie like me, who has been working as a day laborer for a century and a half, and has not received a penny of salary, also considered a worker? ”

Spear was stunned.

This was beyond his knowledge.

There was no such special case among all the people he knew, and no one would live for a century and a half, so much so that he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Wait a minute......

A century and a half?!

Sperger stared at the guy in front of him in surprise, as if he realized something.

Ibs didn't give him time to think, as if deciding that he couldn't have known the answer, but laughed and disappeared from the room......

……

Dawning City.

In the management office of the Alliance Building, Cheng Yan reported to Chu Guang with a solemn expression about the commotion that was taking place in Boulder City.

The commotion was clearly a follow-up to the arrest half a month ago.

It was also as Chu Guang predicted.

Once the fuse is stuck in a powder keg, there is bound to be an itchy guy who ignites it, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"That day Sperger returned to his cell as usual, and then there was a sound of fighting inside, and the workers and jailers rushed over at once, but all they saw in the room was a pool of blood, lots and lots of blood...... Our embassy staff commissioned your residents and managed to get the photos. ”

Chu Guang stared at the photo on the VM screen, his brows tightly locked, and he suddenly raised his head and asked.

"No bodies?"

"Not to mention that there are no bodies...... Boulder City didn't admit that he was dead at all, but instead said that he had escaped from prison, but he changed his words and said that he had been transferred, and they had more trouble and had no time to deal with this trivial matter, even if this matter continued to ferment," Cheng Yan sighed and continued, "And after hearing what happened to Spurge, now more than ninety percent of the workers in the entire Boulder City have joined the workers' union, and they want to go to the inner city together to ask for an explanation." ”

Chu Guang frowned and asked.

"What do they want?"

Cheng Yan continued.

"If Sperger is dead, they want to see his body, and if he is alive, the inner city must hand him over."

Very plain request.

It's not too much.

But the nobles of the inner city are now frantically busy with another matter, and it is only natural that they cannot hear these simple wishes.

"So he's dead?"

"I'm inclined to think he's dead...... After all, with this amount of bleeding, I don't believe that he is still alive. Cheng Yan cautiously said his judgment.

In his opinion, the nobles in the inner city are indeed not smart, and even a diplomat who is unfamiliar with business knows that he should do things cleanly.

If you simply let someone disappear silently, you may not have such a big reaction, but they will have to do something inconsistent.

I didn't want him to leave the corpse, but I wanted to make a big show of blood, and I regretted that I didn't do it at the beginning, and in the end, this arrogance hurt everyone.

Of course, what the final result will be, he doesn't matter what an outsider says, and what he sees may not be the whole picture of things.

The alliance can't decide where things will go.

Only the Sperger's friends, the workers of the workers' union, had the power to decide what they were going to do next.

Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while.

He actually wanted the man who read the newspaper to live, otherwise he wouldn't have invited him to the Alliance. The story of Boul the Awoken was born in Boulder City, but it doesn't just belong to this small settlement, and there are many small but important survivors in the wasteland who need to be encouraged.

But one thing is one thing, this is the matter of Boulder City itself.

Suddenly, Chu Guang opened his eyes.

"I've been baffling one thing."

Cheng Yan: "What's the matter?" ”

"The City Lord of Boulder City," Chu Guang thought for a moment, "I thought at first that he just didn't care about us, but I didn't expect him to just not care about us. ”

Cheng Yan frowned, trying to understand the manager's words.

Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes widened.

"Do you think there's a possibility...... This is actually related to the city lord? ”

There are many nobles in Boulder City, but there is only one city lord. Even the most arrogant nobles show some respect when it comes to him.

Theoretically, there is a "do-it-all" guy in this settlement.

"I don't know," Chu Guang shook his head, "I'm no less confused than you...... To be honest, so far, our plans have not only gone well, but they have gone so well that I can't resist hitting the brakes several times. ”

Cheng Yan said in a low voice.

"That'...... What do you think we should do now? ”

Chu Guang thought for a moment and spoke.

"I feel like something big is going to happen, so let's get the embassy people out first, just bring the sleeping pod and the necessary documents, and I'll arrange for the staff of the homeless house and some of the residents of the shelter to meet them at the gate of the giant wall."

Boulder City is a good "novice village", and those diplomats are valuable talents who have been trained, and they cannot be lost for no reason.

Once there is a fatality, the situation will further escalate, and it will be even more difficult to end at that time.

Cheng Yan nodded and said solemnly.

"I'll do it!"

Looking at the back of Cheng Yan leaving, Chu Guangzheng wanted to call Luca and tell him that the things he had planned before could be arranged.

However, at this moment, the door that had just been closed by Minister Cheng suddenly heard another knock, and this time it was Charlie, the elder of the Merchant Guild, who came in.

Seeing his solemn expression, Chu Guang didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point.

"What's the matter?"

"President Malvern of Boulder would like to meet you." Old Charlie reported truthfully.

Malvern?

Chu Guang was not surprised that this guy wanted to see him.

He estimated that the Bank of Boulder City would probably not be able to hold on, and the only way to think about it was to beg for himself.

Chu Guang was suddenly a little curious, how Mr. Malvern planned to explain the run on Boulder City during this period of time and the interception of export goods by the city hall.

"When would he like to make an appointment?"

Old Charlie said respectfully.

"He's already downstairs!"

……

At the gate of Boulder City, in previous winters, it was deserted and full of snow, but this year's winter is unusual, and it is like a festival.

On the way from the entrance of the Far Wind Hotel to the checkpoint at the main entrance of the giant wall, it was almost blocked by crowded stalls.

Merchants with two-headed oxen came and went, mercenaries dressed in fancy costumes and travelers mingled. Like hyenas roaming the ruins, the wastelanders smelled the smell of rotting corpses in the air, and they all rushed over to take a bite......

“…… I can understand why grains, sausages and jerky are in demand, but why are soaps so popular? Passing by a stall, Ye Shi saw a few big words written on the sign, and couldn't help but mutter.

Bartering yielded only grain, sausages, air-dried meat, and soap.

All you need to give money is silver, Cr and dinars.

Some stalls went even further, simply gluing chips to wooden boards and drawing a red cross to indicate that they didn't want this rubbish thing.

This is not in Boulder City, and most of the merchants are not from here at all, so naturally no one will care about them if they do this.

Hurricane, who was walking next to him, glanced at the stall next to him and said casually.

"The shelf life is super long, the volume is not large, it is easy to carry, the demand is stable, it can solve the hygiene problem, and everything can be washed. In a period of scarcity of consumer goods, cheap and easy-to-use soaps will be more sought-after and more convenient to price than shampoos and shower gels. After all...... In the most extreme cases, the fragrance, brand added value, and user experience cannot be sold at a premium. ”

Night Ten touched his head.

"Kind of makes sense."

If a person does not bathe for a long time, the smell is worse than that of livestock, which is not only a matter of hygiene and san, but also a very dangerous thing to expose the smell to the wasteland.

Experienced hunters will lock on to their prey by smell, and some experienced traders will avoid danger by smelling the carcass of a marauder.

"Wow, Uncle Tempest knows a lot!"

Jiu Jiu nodded with interest, with a learned expression, and Ye Shi on the side heard it, but he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha! Uncle Tempest! ”

Glaring at the brother and sister in embarrassment, the wind closed its mouth and stopped talking. Seeing this, Lao Bai, who was walking on the side, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay brother, let these two young people be proud for a while, and everyone will be old in more than ten years."

Realizing that he had lost his words for a while, Jiu Jiu rolled his eyes and said in a strange manner.

"It's okay! We don't talk about the game in the game, and the game characters will not change, and you will definitely be a handsome little brother after more than ten years! ”

Lao Bai was amused by her words and said with a smile.

"Hahaha, it would be nice if our family had your emotional intelligence! No, I almost forgot, you're family. ”

Ye Shi, who was happy a second ago, was suddenly unhappy when he heard this.

"Damn, why doesn't Lao Tzu have emotional intelligence!"

Tempest coughed.

"Just as you have."

Night Ten: "Damn! What do you call when I have! ”

Lao Bai: "Hahaha! ”

The group walked noisily towards the gates of Boulder City, joking with each other as if they had come from the wasteland.

But this time was different.

Because of the addition of Jiujiu, the "oil bottle" who came to join in the fun, the three buddies were more restrained when they joked with each other, embarrassed to be commensurate with father and son, and the topics they talked about were more elegant and easy-going.

These days, the dog managers of the cattle and horses have basically spent their time on the side of Boulder City.

Fang Chang got a large amount of chips out of nowhere, and with the cooperation of Fred's "giant traitor", he bought several factories that supplied the Boulder Military Industry in a row.

Niuma Group not only digs equipment, but also digs with people and equipment.

Especially for some skilled engineers and veteran workers, they not only give a person a settling-in allowance, but also help arrange the whole family.

Those generous conditions not only moved the corners of the dug walls, but even the bosses who helped them swing their hoes were envious.

So far, all the Bull Horse Group has paid is some increasingly worthless chips and a small amount of silver coins.

Yes.

Although chips are becoming less and less valuable, after all, they are official currency, and you still have to use chips to buy things in Boulder City.

Some transactions of means of production are still carried out with chips, and there is almost no price increase.

You can even negotiate a "discount".

This is one of the typical symptoms of the overheating phase of the economy, where the means of production of goods have entered a stagflation cycle ahead of schedule, although commodity prices continue to rise.

Profiteers in Boulder City are often very generous, willing to offer discounts or even fractures to sell their high-quality assets, but in exchange, he will often hint at the buyer and ask for an additional "tip" in Cr or silver coins.

For those misers who are only willing to give chips, there is no one in the profiteers of Boulder City.

After all, no one is stupid.

What real money looks like, smart people can still recognize it.

Compared to the Wastelanders who pretend to be stupid and want to take advantage, the Coalition's buyers are much more generous when it comes to dealing with these issues.

Therefore, the favorite of the profiteers of Boulder City is the guests from the Alliance.

Finally squeezed to the gate of the boulder city, Lao Bai took out his chips and was about to pay the entry tax, but was pushed back by the militia standing at the door.

Lao Bai frowned slightly, looked at the man and asked.

"What do you mean?"

The man said with a blank face.

"There are people in the city who are making trouble, and they will not let anyone in today. I won't stop you from entering, but I don't know when you'll be able to come out. ”

After a pause, he gave a meaningful warning.

"Something happened inside, don't blame us for not alerting you."

Night Ten raised his eyebrows.

Joke.

He had one life in three days!

Will it be someone who is afraid of things?

However, as soon as he raised his feet and was about to step in, he was pulled back by Lao Bai and the wind on the side, and dragged him to a place more than ten meters away.

"Holy! You're going to be cowardly?! ”

Looking at the wide-eyed Night Ten, Tempest said calmly.

"Calm down...... If my guess is correct, something big should be going on inside Boulder. ”

Lao Bai also nodded seriously.

"Well, Fang Chang said this in the group before, maybe the worst happened...... If you go in, you have to go in, but at least you have to ask what is going on inside. ”

Tempest: "Go to the official website forum and ask?" ”

Lao Bai glanced around.

"Let's split up, and the nearby NPCs will also inquire...... There may be news that other players haven't dug up yet. ”

Looking at the two people who were communicating, Ye Shi was stunned.

"Wait, what did Fang Chang say about that dog thing, why don't I know?"

Tempest rolled his eyes.

"Go to the small group and crawl the chat history by yourself!"

Jiujiu, who was following the elder brother, didn't speak, and stood obediently and listened quietly, but her eyes flashed with excitement.

Boy!

Is something big going to happen?

(End of chapter)